Yawn… This morning when I took the very full canister of coffee beans out of the freezer I bumped against the counter and my still asleep hands dropped it and I spilled about two pounds of coffee beans on the kitchen floor… :eek: Luckily it landed on the area rug, and even more luckily I just vacuumed so I could rescue most of them without adding a buncha cat hair and foxtails so yay… Not an auspicious beginning to my Sunday, I must say! Apparently my hands have the dropsy, I’ve also oopsed the top of my coffee cup and the cinnamon jar–closed, lucky for me, and also plastic!
Yesterday I whanged my shin on the trailer hitch of the van so now I have a lovely bump and colorful bruise on it. It’s the same leg as my bad knee so there’s not a terribly comfortable way to sleep that doesn’t hurt some part of it.
I’m just a bundle of complaints today, sorry Pie! I know what you mean about the Pit, though, and the wilfull stupidity that’s running rampant is making me fussy as well.
I did have a lovely visit with my future DIL’s mother yesterday–my son called me up on Friday afternoon to let me know she’s in town and wanted to hook up with me, so I suggested lunch yesterday and told him to call me if that wasn’t going to work. Saturday morning, no call, I assume all is good and go out to do my shopping (which is when I whanged the shin) and I texted him at about eleven or so to suggest two as a nice lunchtime–I knew he and DIL had been out having their bachelor and -ette parties the night before so he was probably not gonna be coherent any earlier than that. I called him at noon to make sure we were on the same plan, and he says it’s a go. So I do all my hostessy last minute tidying up and make a lovely cheese plate and a nice meat plate and slice up veggies and put out some dip and tortilla chips and whatnot–and he calls me at (no shit) 1:57 to tell me “uh, we can’t do this because she has to be up the mountain at four, can we move it to tomorrow?” Yeah. I kinda blew up a bit and read him the riot act on A) asking me to do stuff at the last minute without first consulting with the other parties involved as to time constraints, then B) trying to cancel at the last minute and C) cavalierly planning my entire weekend for me to suit his convenience. Then I told him “you just do whatever you wanna do” and hung up on him. I get a sheepish call back about ten minutes later (as I’m venting to my daughter!) saying they’d rearranged some plans and they’d be right over. He kept trying to say “It’s not my fault, I didn’t do anything wrong” to which my reply was “If you want to live through this day with your skin intact, don’t talk, DO!” He took my advice and we had a very nice visit and chat… I suspect my future co-mom had some pointy words to both kids regarding communication, RSVP’s and the dubious wisdom of annoying the old women in their lives… Did I mention how much I like her? 
Glad Hanna turned out to be more of a wet blanket than a raging bitch, let’s hope Ike doesn’t kick the baby either!
I have to try the Death Chicken, it sounds absolutely fabulous. I hope rigs won’t kill me if I leave out the nutmeg, though, because it gives me pyrotechnic heartburn and I don’t have any in the house. Whenever a recipe calls for it I tend to substitute allspice, think that would work with this recipe?
Oh yeah, I also found out I’m supposed to make a main dish for the rehearsal dinner potluck on Friday–if I hadn’t pinned the boy down on it, wonder when he’d have gotten around to telling me? :smack: I think it’s gonna be Mustard Chicken, because a cheapass flat of chicken thighs can feed a multitude and I just picked up a 20 lb bag of Homei rice.
Tonight is grilled salmon night, I think, especially since the local veggie stand had gorgeous red, orange and yellow peppers for cheap so I have all the stuff I need for the relish topping. Mmmmm, salmon… slurp, drool The Obama campaign is opening a new office over in Gresham and having the grand opening party today, I was thinking of stopping by and maybe putting in some phone bank time. This office is a lot more convenient to me than the first one, I’m glad it’s open…
I don’t know what this headache shit is, but I’ve had an intermittent migraine for days and it SUCKS! Grrrr…
Maybe a chocolate donut will help. Let’s see!
